Date: Wed, 16 Sep 1998 20:24:32 -0500
From: jocktime@hotmail.com
Subject: Letter Club Part Two
Letter Club
(Part Two)
As it turned out, Gary did take me up on my offer to come home with
me after school. His dick was still hard as we walked the four blocks
home, and he walked in a really odd kind of way because of the tape on
his butt. It was real funny, but I didn't think I ought to laugh. He
might get really mad then. He kept trying to shove his hand in his
pocket to hide his bone, but it was so big and so long that the most he
could do was lift it, trying to point it upward, but that made as much
or more of a show than just leaving it alone did.
But I couldn't resist one thing, and it was the kind of thing I
would never have done before. As we walked along I slowed just
slightly, letting him begin to pass by me, and I reached over and
slapped him on the butt and asked, "How's it feel back there now,
Gary?" He jumped a mile and cussed me.
"Don't you ever cut your fingernails?"
I looked at my fingers. They didn't seem long to me.
"Aw, Gary, you exaggerate." I wouldn't want to hurt him, but I
hadn't minded what we did to him in the bathroom. He had done plenty
of things to me in the locker room after practice, in the past.
He would climb on top of the row of lockers buck naked, and lie up
there with a towel and swat us when we went by. Sometimes when he
would get the towel wet and then twist it into a rats tail, it really
hurt when he swatted you. It would make a loud SMACK when it hit,
and it stung like hell. A couple of guys went home with really big
red welts on their butts. One guy even got one on his dick. I bet he
couldn't beat that thing for at least a week.
That was the thing, you see. Gary paraded his dick in front of
everybody, and because he was a good player, one of the best on the
team, he used his popularity to take advantage of people. I sort of
wondered what would happen at the initiation tonight. I had the
feeling that there were members of the team who would really be gunning
for him.
I felt horny just walking beside Gary. Maybe it was because I was
so worried about tonight that I didn't have any other inhibitions, but
I really thought if I could get him up to my room, maybe I could get
his dick. I had fantasized about it long enough, jerking my meat
while I imagined working his dick, sucking his dick, playing with his
dick. In fact, I had used him as my jerk off image for so long, it
was a problem in the showers and locker with him after practice,
because I kept feeling like my dick would get up a bone any second.
At times, I thought he might suspect how I felt. He would fix those
smoky gray eyes on me, run his hand across his short cropped light
brown hair, and then give a slight shake that made his dick swing a
little, like a pendulum just getting revved up. Now I was walking
beside him, and he and I would face a big initiation tonight. I hoped
it might make us buddies.
"I'm gonna strip down when we get to your house," Gary said. "Is
that OK? I mean, will anybody else be there?"
I started to leap at the thought and say, "If there are, I can get
rid of them in a second," but instead I contained my excitement, and
just said that neither of my parents got home until after 5. He seemed
relieved at that, and then his voice got to sounding sort of secret.
Well, sort of secret and embarrassed at the same time.
"I'm gonna tell you something, and if you ever tell anybody else,
I'm gonna beat your butt so bad you won't never be able to sit down."
He paused a moment, and looked over at me. I was looking at his
dick pushing against his pants so hard that I wondered if it could
be getting ready to shoot off in there.
Then he went on: "When you guys made me shoot off in the bathroom
today, it was a funny feeling. Nobody had ever done that to me before.
And it made me get worried about stuff."
We had gotten to my house by then. Actually, nothing in Hinson is
really much more than 4 or 5 blocks from anything else. Anyhow, we
went up the front steps, let the screen door bang as we went in, and
I led him upstairs to my room.
My room was on the back end of the house, so if anybody came in, it
would take them a while to get up to where we were. I sat down on my
bed, and Gary sat beside me. He began unzipping his pants as he
kicked off his loafers. I waited for him to go on, all the while
watching him get out of his clothes, keeping my eye on that mighty
bone of his.
"Hey, man, that was some dick you had. Bone, I mean. When I
wrapped my hand around that thing, I could feel it start to pulse."
Gary grinned. "It pulsed all right." By now he was out of his
pants and dropping his boxers. As he turned toward me, that bone
was almost right in my face, hard and horny as ever.
Then he got serious. "Taylor, I liked that. That's what's worrying
me. I hadn't really realized it before, but it really turned me on to
have you doing that."
His dick was so close to my face that if I said anything, my breath
would be right on his dick's head. That monster pecker head looked
like it was ready for action. I wanted to see if there was a drop of
precum on it, but Gary started talking so I looked up at his face.
"There's more. I heard that at the initiation they get all the new
ones and make us stand in a circle stripped, while one of the letter
club members tells the sexiest story he can think of, and the first
guy who gets a hard on, has to beat off in front of the group."
"Yeah, Gary, I've heard that story, but half the things they claim
happen to people never do."
"But listen, Taylor. As horny as I've been lately, I could get up
a bone just standing there even before they start telling the story.
I don't want them thinking I'm gay. I mean, they could start saying
that just seeing some naked guys gets me up."
"They wouldn't. You've been around guys in the locker room before
and it hasn't happened."
"Man can you help me? I'm horny as hell, my butt is on fire, I
want to shoot off, and I want you to tell me some way I won't get hard
tonight."
"What do I get in return?" I asked. It sounded like either it was
going to be the greatest moment of my life, or else the biggest
disappointment. I took a quick glance at his dick, and the piss slit
in the head seemed to have a tiny bit of moisture on it.
"Anything you want, provided your way of keeping me from getting
hard tonight works."
This was too good to be true. I expected to wake up and find this
was only a dream.
"Well, first off, let's see about that tape on your butt, and see
if we can give you a little relief there. Turn around."
I stayed seated on the bed and he turned around. He had a really
magnificent butt, with dimples in his muscles there. I would have to
say that he had a happy butt. I grabbed the end of one of the pieces
of tape that Danny had sealed him up with.
"Hold on tight, Gary, here we go!" With that I gave a quick rip.
Gary gasp, cussed, and went from stiff and rigid to bouncing up and
down.
"Damn! Damn! Damn! You bastard, that hurts!"
I could see the red mark where I had pulled it off. I got up and
pulled out the emergency aid kit from the bathroom. I had a small
can of lighter fluid, and I squired a little on his butt. That helped
loosen the tape, and I could get the rest off with no problem.
"Lie down on the bed so I can put some salve in that butt. It will
make you feel a lot better, and then I can give you something to take
for tonight before you go, that I guarantee will keep you from getting
up a bone, no matter what happens."
I had some lube in the bottom drawer of my dresser, well hidden so
my mom would never find it. I bought it last summer after I had been
over to Rococo Beach to a camp with the coach and the guys. When I
bought it in the drugstore, I thought the girl at the register wasn't
going to sell it to me. I didn't know if she would ask for some ID or
what, but after a second she rang it up, and put it in a plain dark
bag. I carried it home in great joy, and put it in my dresser where
it had lain until now.
Gary lay face down on the bed. If I could have had him in the butt
at that moment, it would have been my crowning achievement. But I knew
I better play it safe and take my time. Putting some of the lube on
my fingers, I began to slide them into the crack of his ass. I could
see the tape had irritated him there. He must have had some hair that
it pulled on, and maybe pulled out by the roots. When I touched the
rosebud entrance, Gary gave a small gasp. His muscles tightened.
"Relax, Gary. This will really help things."
"God I hope so," he said. He tried to relax.
My dick was hard as iron. I knew my precum would stain and be
visible before much longer, but I figured I would take my chances on
Gary's reaction to that. I slowly inserted my finger into his hole.
After a moment, I kept it still, and then inched further in. Gary
shifted on the bed. He spread his legs a little wider, and I could
see those great balls of his. As I looked at them, they moved
slightly, as if they were drawing up.
He sighed. "That feels great. Keep it up."
I continued moving it in, until all of my finger was as deep as it
could get. I then began an in and out motion with it. Gary started to
tense up when I started, but then relaxed. I noted with satisfaction
that his balls seemed to like it to. Gary was not humping the bed, but
he was beginning to give that dick of his some body movement. I gave
my finger an extra push, and then began to wiggle it inside him. I
must have touched something in there, because suddenly his legs spread
really wide, opening up the whole ass area, and his balls began to want
to push up on either side of his rod.
I rolled him over, with my finger still all the way up his ass, and
saw that magnificent pole right in my face. I opened my mouth and
took it in. As I did, I raised my eyes to Gary's face. He was looking
at me with such a hungry look about him that the smoky eyes seemed
to be sending out signals. His breath was husky, his long legs tense.
I continued with my finger and my sucking, but with my free hand I
stroked his thighs and felt the lanky muscles moving there. I could
feel him tensing, and I started giving his dick a workout with my
tongue while my finger wiggled away at whatever that thing was in his
asshole that set him off.
Gary arched his back, every part of him tense and straining. "I'm
coming...but don't stop. I'm about to shoot off - but don't stop. Oh
God don't stop!" With that, his mighty missile fired off into my
mouth, hitting the back of my throat and my tonsils and pulsing and
quivering and going wild. I was choking on Gary's cum, and yet he
had shot off in the bathroom hardly more than 3 hours ago. I coughed
and choked, but I kept swallowing.
When the last bit had fired off and I could clear my throat, I
opened my mouth and released his dick. It was still somewhat hard,
so as I lay between his legs, I began to clear the canal of any cum
left in it, starting where the trunk joined his body, and moving slowly
up until I reached the head. He tensed as I pushed the last drops
out, holding the skin under the dickhead.
"That was great. That was the best shot I've ever had," Gary said.
"Thanks. But we're not through yet." My dick was so hard I
couldn't stand it. I unzipped my fly and pulled my dick out. I didn't
know how he would react.
He looked at my dick, and at me. I don't guess I could ever really
describe what was in his face. It was a mixture of so many emotions.
He was happy, he was relieved, he was scared, he was unsure where all
this was leading.
"You want my dick, Gary?"
"Aw, God man, I don't know. I ain't never..."
"I'll get you the pill for tonight, to keep you from getting hard,"
I said, heading for the bathroom. Fortunately, I had a few small
vitamin tablets, little round pills, still left in the bottom on an old
pill holder. I took one and returned to Gary.
"Here it is, Gary." I gave it to him. "Take care of it, and don't
take it until just before you go to the initiation. Just swallow it
with some water and you won't be able to get hard for at least six
hours."
He still lay there on the bed. He took the pill, reached for his
shirt, and put it in the pocket. But he hadn't made any move to get
dressed. His dick was soft now, and he was looking at mine which was
hard.
"Taylor? Look man. Could I maybe just give you a hand job? I
ain't never done any sex stuff with another guy, and..." His voice
trailed off. He looked over at his shirt, knowing the pill was there
whether he did anything for me or not. His gray eyes looked at me
with a sort of pleading.
"I wouldn't ever want to make somebody do anything sexual they
didn't want to do. But you seemed to like what I did for you."
Gary walked right into the trap. "Oh yeah. That was great, man.
That was absolutely the best sex I've ever had, and I wish we could
do it some more..." He suddenly stopped. It had dawned on him that
he was saying he liked what he got, but wasn't willing to do anything
for me in return.
We were both silent for a moment. Then, as if pleading, he said,
"I ain't never had a dick in my mouth. I mean, ain't there some other
way?"
"Sure there is Gary. Get back on your stomach and spread your
legs." He realized what was in store.
"Well...well...I could do that. Sure. I mean, it really got me hot
when it was your finger doing it to me, and your dick ain't that
much -" he stopped, realizing what he was saying. "Aw hell, man, I
didn't mean that. There's nothing wrong with your dick."
But by that time, I had a rubber on and was greasing it up. I gave
him a little more lube up the butt, and started in. At the first
thrust he moaned. His muscles flinched and tried to keep my from
penetrating, but I reached under him between his legs and started
touching his dick, and as he squirmed, I was able to thrust a lot
further in.
I was ready to shoot any second, and it was all I could do to hold
back. I figured I might never have a chance like this for the rest
of my life, and I wanted something to remember for a lifetime.
From his squirming, I could tell he was getting aroused again. I
raised one of his legs and, with my dick still up his butt, I began
turning him over so he faced me. As tall as he was, we both almost
fell off the bed onto the floor before I got it done. Now I could
face him as I reached my climax, and could work his dick as well.
If I do say so myself, I think it was the best handjob he ever got.
As I charged my dick into him with the final thrust, his eyes went
out of focus and his dick started shooting cum all over me. No wonder
this guy worried about being too horny - he was! I had never known a
guy who could shoot that much cum that often.
Finally it was over. I felt a little guilty about giving him that
vitamin and telling him it would keep him from being horny. But I
figured I would make it up to him someday. As much as he had shot
today, I hoped it would keep his dick soft for the initiation.
"My folks will be hone soon," I told him, and we started getting
dressed.
"Help me get the tape back on my butt" he said.
That magnificent butt! I loved every minute of getting some fresh
tape from the bathroom back on it. It was the same color and style as
the tape we had cleaned off, so I felt no one would know the
difference. Actually, Danny would be the only one who knew, and I
figured that as carried away with initiations as he got, he would
forget to check very carefully.
Danny was gone and I had gotten a shower before my folks got home.
My mother greeted me with her favorite question:
"Well, did you learn anything new in school today?"
It was all I could do to keep from grinning from ear to ear. "Yes,
I sure did."
(End of Part 2)